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I am not in that natural place now at this moment to empathize with the previous kind of place. …for me and whoever else gets this.
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I don’t need a boat. I will sit on my butt like this and float away, not planning a destination, but maybe I will end up in a very shallow part of the sea, or floating down a stream in your backyard.
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~*~ Your Sky Update: The moon is on its way to Pisces in a new moon. ~*~
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Cheers 🙂 Rose tea Brings sleepiness Turn off more lights And even more sleepiness. * * The Midnight – Night Skies
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These are pictures from Nicki Minaj-Eminem Yoga. A great listening experience. They both refer to themselves as poets. I felt like Eminem was my a few yrs younger baby brother and then I see he was born in ‘72 (me ‘86) but I was partly nurturing him ? ! 🙂 * Rose Pose (shout out…
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I was sitting and thought, Yes, I remember you, Rumi, of course. It has been some time. I will read this poem of yours. Here, listen too if you’d like: Who Is At My Door? By Rumi
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This book of poems I’ve been writing since last March is coming just as the sky lightens earlier now and stays lighter longer. I spent the day recording poems for the audio version. It will be available as paperback, audio, and ebook, whatever you like. I will be sharing in coming posts about the book…
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The first post today was “More Fairy Adventures.” I’m not actually going to throw this book out the window. But I will tell you about it. 🙂 I have finished reading The Sky Atlas by Edward Brooke-Hitching, which is an overview of sky thoughts and observations beginning a bit prehistorically and mostly focusing on written records…
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Morning again. ~**~ I picked this really nice apple off your apple tree, stood on a ladder you had to reach it. Hm, I hope you don’t tell me to put it back. * * * yesterday evening, i had fallen forward intentionally. the wind blew through the just open window, a song on shuffle…
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did not have to try to would just fall into good dreams would give you them * Hooverphonic – Eden
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I woke up in the middle of the night and saw the golden, glowing moon through the window. I took this photo, satisfied, and then closed my eyes and fell asleep again. I stepped outside this morning and took this photo on my way back in. Still there, so pretty, a soft white in so…
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I’m still figuring out how to fly. I found a flower in the forest before I got in here; it was a white flower and smelled like jasmine, if you’d like it.
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Each morning when I wake up, I kiss Peeko on the top of his head and he purrs and rubs the side of his face against mine. This morning, just before I kissed him, I noticed the top of his head smelled like a very lovely perfume today—roses and some kind of expensive powder, like…
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They were not made fully happy by their visions and experiences, although they greatly valued them. Angels came to visit, and they knew in their bellies what it felt like to rise as if in reality, and they loved their just flown in fragrances, subtle touch, and the mysteries. They were then like the mystics…
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Yesterday I was still dressed as an angel or ghost when in one corner of the hallway I breathed in a cool, misty scent with the hint of a flower, maybe violets, in that coolness, and into the room I walked, after a little bit, it drifted near again, and the room was mistily lit…
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I would like to feature a favorite musician of mine, Emiliana Torrini. I was introduced to her by her first acoustic album and including that, she has performed songs with a variety of sounds and genres. I was happy to read she’s Icelandic and also that her father is from Naples, the same city in…
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The proof copy of the paperback of my upcoming poetry book has arrived! It will show me what the book will look like when it’s published and I can make changes if needed. I haven’t opened it yet as I don’t have the time just now to properly look at it, but I will be…
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It is enjoyable to me to read every once in awhile something biographical about a poet or author whose work I’ve enjoyed, such as this quote about the poet, Edna St. Vincent Millay: She won the Pulitzer in 1923, but when newspapers recounted her public readings, they more often focused on her outfits than her…
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It is now a new month and it is raining; I notice red on the trees for the first time as if it had just sprung up over night. The world is open and I don’t mind how my phone is monumental; words open the world and then open it some more, or maybe I…
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I pray before a round, empty altar. I stay here this way awhile and I like it. It does not feel lacking at all but is full of everything divine and wonderful and sad and vibrant and unknown to me, and I don’t take everything away, a cup of rose tea rests on the zafu…
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blue angel by the tree branch last night, a satisfying slant. And a blue angel came inside to read with me. from the book’s introduction, i learned it will tell me the myth about “the sea above the sky.” that is so exciting i can feel the excitement in my belly and will share that…
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I will be told about the sky by this. I will fully start this soon and will share interesting parts.
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oh it’s morning and a yoga mood strengthening through standing and stretching my wrists * soundtrack Colin – Slowly
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Nearly full. I love what I love and that is how it is and how it’s been. Jai Jagdeesh – She Kissed Me
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I noticed my hair looked a kind of way after I put it up so I thought hm, an old fashioned look, I think some past poets wore their hair like this. And then I thought, “Maybe Edna, let me check.” She has some certain way of putting her hair up, but similar idea. Edna…
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This Is A Gala Apple so you know
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it is the breeze is it a breath out i slipped out of the pose put me back it is the breeze is it it is sweet i know it well I’m not actually levitating! Sunlit Yoga If you fall out of a pose, you can come into a new one. This is a video…
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mind’s been on and on yoga in the moonlight
blush of dawn by Jade Nicole Beals
Blush of Dawn 